Chapter Seventy-Six: The Iron Cloak
Early the next morning, under Qingluo's careful service, Cheng Jingling was meticulously tidied up and left the house with a radiant face.
There are a few drum cars on the street today, and Cheng Jingling doesn't want to take a flow car. He could only stand on the side of the street and wait for a while, and finally a drum cart came and was stopped by him.
Sitting on the drum car, looking at the dilapidated and even tattered carriage, Cheng Jingling couldn't help but think of the Wang Snake family carriage he sat in the day before yesterday, luxurious and comfortable, compared with the drum car, it is simply the difference between a beggar and a rich gentry.
For a while, even the chair that usually made Cheng Jingling feel very comfortable became a little awkward.
Then I thought about it just now, because there was no drum car on the street, I stood on the side of the street and waited for a long time... Cheng Jingling pondered, should he buy a horse to ride?
Wang Snake is right, the price of the carriage is too expensive, the later maintenance is troublesome, and there is a lot of additional investment, Cheng Jingling can't afford it for the time being, and he usually goes out at home, so there is no need to buy it.
Buying a single horse, at the same level, the price is much cheaper than a carriage, and there is no need to hire a groom, there is no other investment, and the maintenance cost is also low.
For example, a horse is like a sports car, only one or two people are allowed to ride, but it is faster and more face-saving to drive. The carriage is a five-seater SUV or even a seven-seater MPV, which is suitable for business or use in the case of a large number of people, and is slower, but more comfortable.
Sports cars are basically driven by themselves, and MPVs are basically driven by drivers.
Yesterday when the king snake came, he rode a horse. The horse is beautiful and robust, with a smooth mane, and it looks like a BMW at first glance, and it is worth a lot of money!
After a while, when the money is rich, you can really think about it... Not to mention what kind of horse BMW to buy, you can buy a horse first.
Cheng Jingling thought to himself in his heart.
After a while, the drum car arrived at the Wuwei, Cheng Jingling paid the money and got out of the car, and under the grateful eyes of the coachman, he strode inside.
When Cheng Jingling came to the courtyard of the Iron Seventh Team, Sun Jinxing was standing in the courtyard talking to others, and when he saw him, he couldn't help but look stunned, as if he didn't expect him to come, and then his face quickly turned ugly. But he didn't dare to come forward to provoke, just turned his head and pretended not to see him.
Cheng Jingling's record of refining blood with the Shenqiao Battle and seriously injuring Gai Yajun has spread all over the Wuwei, and Sun Jinxing knows that he is not Cheng Jingling's opponent. Therefore, in the past, Sun Jinxing dared to stare at Cheng Jingling twice, but now he didn't even dare to look at it more, for fear that Cheng Jingling would make trouble for him.
Although Lin Shuwu is also in the blood refining realm, Sun Jinxing and him have been mortal enemies for many years, but Lin Shuwu talks about rules and will not easily do anything with Sun Jinxing. In Sun Jinxing's eyes, Cheng Jingling is a madman, relying on the support of someone behind him to be unscrupulous, if he provokes Cheng Jingling, I am afraid that he will really beat him!
The previous skirmish with Cheng Jingling could still cover up the past with excuses such as carelessness and playfulness, but if Cheng Jingling was really beaten in public, then Sun Jinxing would really not be able to mix in the anti-martial guards!
Since Sun Jinxing was interested, Cheng Jingling didn't bother to trouble him, so he walked inside, and when he passed by the office of the Iron Third Team, he glanced inside, and saw Wang Bao, who had a blue nose and swollen face, sitting behind the table with a gloomy face, and Wu Kuan and Lin Sen standing on his left and right, asking something with curiosity on their faces.
Looking up and seeing Cheng Jingling, Wu Kuan hurriedly walked out and asked with some surprise: "Jingling, why are you here?" Didn't the captain say to let you rest at home, I'll just help you order! ”
"Hehe, Li Ji came over for a trip, there is something wrong." Cheng Jingling raised his hand and pointed to the investigation room in front of him and replied.
"Oh..."Wu Kuan responded, although he was curious about what Li Jingling was looking for, but Cheng Jingling didn't say that he didn't ask much, but glanced at the office of the third team, and whispered with schadenfreude on his face: "See?" Wang Bao's grandson was beaten up! I don't know which good big brother made a move, beat him like this dog, hehe, hey, happy me! I asked him what was going on, and he wouldn't say... I guess he must be unreasonable, otherwise we are wearing the bad clothes of the anti-military guard, can he suffer this loss? Maybe it's something bad and someone gets caught... Should! Deserve! I've long seen that he is unhappy, he is bad, he is bad, and at first glance, he is a villain with insidious tricks in his heart! ”
Wu Kuan has no doorkeeper on his lips, and he loves to spread rumors. As soon as he said this, it was estimated that before noon, Wang Bao would become such a bad seed because of "picking up widows' doors, digging up graves, eating confinement milk, and deceiving honest people".
Cheng Jingling smiled, followed Wu Kuan's eyes and glanced into the office of the Iron Third Team, just in time to meet Wang Bao's gaze. Wang Bao immediately looked away as if nothing had happened, without showing any emotion, and Cheng Jingling didn't take it to heart.
In Cheng Jingling's eyes, a person like Wang Bao who is a little cautious in his heart, but can be seen by everyone around him, and thinks that he is hiding it well, and people who pretend to be smart and think they have a city government are not worth mentioning at all.
After chatting casually with Wu Kuan, Cheng Jingling came to the front of the arrest room and knocked on the door.
Knock Knock Knock –
"Enter!"
After hearing Li Jinsheng's voice of agreement, Cheng Jingling pushed the door and walked in.
Seeing that it was Cheng Jingling, Li Jinsheng's originally slightly serious face showed a smile and greeted, "Jingling is here?" Sit down! ”
"Li Jishi." Politely saying hello, Cheng Jingling followed Li Jinsheng's instructions and sat down on the chair in front of the desk.
Li Jinsheng got up with a smile to make tea, personally poured a cup of tea for Cheng Jingling, and said at the same time: "Jingling, you should know, what did I call you here today, right?" ”
Cheng Jingling picked up the teacup with flattered hands, watched the tea slowly flow from the pot into the cup, turned his mind, and pretended to be stupid: "I don't know, Li Jishi, is it about Gai Yajun's case?" ”
"Hehe, you!" Putting down the teapot, Li Jinsheng raised his hand and nodded at Cheng Jingling, shook his head and smiled: "Okay, since that's the case, then I'll follow the process and tell you." Yesterday, Li Tuanjie, an iron-clad messenger from our Silver Seventh Team, took the initiative to apply for early retirement with me and wanted to go home for the elderly. Considering Li Tuanjie's physical reasons, Yuan and I both agreed to his request. Now, the position of the iron-clad messenger of our first team is vacant. Although Jing Ling has only been in the company for a short time, considering your cultivation and the merits of just capturing Gai Yajun, the above still decided to reuse talents and promote you to be the new iron-clad messenger of the first iron team! Come on, this is the promotion paperwork, Yuan and I have already stamped the seal, you can sign it again! ”
After speaking, Li Jinsheng pushed over a document on the table, pointed to the pen and ink next to him, and motioned for Cheng Jingling to sign.
After Cheng Jingling glanced at it hastily, he took the pen and signed his name, and at the same time said with a grateful face: "Thank you Li Jishi for your promotion and trust in me!" ”
"Hahaha, don't thank you, don't thank you! I didn't do much, and if you thank me, it will make me a little embarrassed! Li Jinsheng smiled and waved his hand: "There are no outsiders in the house, what is going on, our uncle and nephew know it in their hearts, so don't make those false ones, it seems to be a good thing!" ”
"Hey, hey." Cheng Jingling scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.
Li Jinsheng put away the promotion document signed by Cheng Jingling, and instructed: "In the future, I will come to Weili every day to order Mao, and after hearing the bell, I will come to my room for a meeting, and if I can't come, I need to ask for leave in advance." Of course, with the relationship between our uncle and nephew, you can send someone to say it or make up a fake note later, hehe. By the way, I still have to give you a promotion certificate, and after the meeting, don't forget to take the promotion certificate and go to the Wubei Hall to change the waist card, cloud slashing knife and iron clothes. ”
Li Jinsheng lowered his head and signed another note, which said that Cheng Jingling was promoted from a cloth-clothed guard to an iron-clad officer, and there was also an official seal of the silver-clothed officer below, which was the certificate of promotion.
Cheng Jingling took the promotion certificate and thanked him.
Then Li Jinsheng thought about it again, and after making sure that there was nothing else, he pulled the rope behind the seat sideways, and the bell rang in the courtyard of the Iron Seven Team in an instant.
This is the microphone bell.
Not long after the bell rang, Lin Shuwu, Sun Jinxing, and Ren Peiqiao pushed the door and walked in.
After seeing Cheng Jingling sitting in the room, the three of them were stunned, and then their expressions were different. Lin Shuwu's face was paralyzed and he couldn't see emotion, Ren Peiqiao was puzzled, and Sun Jinxing was full of surprise.
Li Jinsheng restrained the smile on his face, first motioned for the three of them to sit down, and then pointed to Cheng Jingling and introduced: "Lao Li retired early due to illness, and in the future, Jingling will be the iron-clad messenger of the first team!" ”
"What?" Even though he was already prepared in his heart, after hearing Li Jinsheng's official announcement at this time, Sun Jinxing still stood up and couldn't help but shout: "He? Why can he be an iron-clad errand of the first iron team? How many days has he only been in the military guard? I don't have any qualifications, how can I serve the public at such a young age? It shouldn't be his turn! ”
Li Jinsheng couldn't help but turn pale when he heard this, and said unhappily: "Sun Jicha, pay attention to your own identity!" This is the decision above, is it your turn to question it? I'm here to inform you, not to ask for your opinion! ”
"Oh~" Sun Jinxing dragged a long tone, and said in a somewhat weird manner: "It turned out to be a decision from above, then there is no way, who will let someone behind the family!" Can't compare, can't compare! ”
Hearing this, Li Jinsheng frowned, and was about to continue to say something, Cheng Jingling opened his mouth first, and said with a smile: "Sun Jicha, according to your meaning, only those who have been in the company for a long time and have deep qualifications are worthy of being promoted?" Then it's better to go and invite Li Ji back, he is old enough and has deep qualifications, he should be our Yulan Prefecture's jade clothes investigation! Hehe, our anti-military guards are to punish the evil and suppress the rivers and lakes, and we have to rely on our fists to speak! Why, you ask? Okay, then I'll tell you why! Just because I just caught Gai Yajun, who was in many states and made a serious case, I made a meritorious service! I also relied on my cultivation to reach the blood refining realm, and I have the strength! You are a stinky bastard with no merit and no strength, and you deserve to say that I am not qualified? If I'm not qualified to sit in the position of an ironclad officer, where do you get the face to sit!? ”